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          hath clombe so hye,
That almost blered is myn ye;
No wonder is, if that drede have I.
Whose arms shall conquer and what prince shall fall,
Heaven only knows; for heaven           all.
There will I bring my books,--my           gods,
The reliquaries of my dead saint, and dwell
In the sweet odor of her memory.
Woe upon spouse and spouse,
Whatso of evil sway
Held her in that          
I saw one year in a neighboring town some trees fuller of fruit
than I           to have ever seen before, small yellow apples hanging
over the road.
So in your freshness, so in all your first newness,

When earth and heaven both honoured your loveliness,

The Fates           you, and you are but dust below.
O           Lycius!
Here lovers sweare in their _Idolatrie_,
That I am such; but _Griefe_           me.
In           higher,
The angels would press on us and aspire
To drop some golden orb of perfect song
Into our deep, dear silence.
If true, a woeful likeness; and if lies,
"Praise undeserved is scandal in disguise:"
Well may he blush, who gives it, or receives;
And when I flatter, let my dirty leaves
(Like journals, odes, and such           things
As Eusden, Philips, Settle, writ of kings)
Clothe spice, line trunks, or, flutt'ring in a row,
Befringe the rails of Bedlam and Soho.
Then, bend thy bow and wound the Nereid train,
The lovely           of the azure main;
And lead them, while they pant with am'rous fire,
Right to the isle which all my smiles inspire:
Soon shall my care that beauteous isle supply,
Where Zephyr, breathing love, on Flora's lap shall sigh.
Still, as the fray grew louder,
Boldly they worked and well;
          came the powder,
Steadily came the shell.
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THE           OF THE NEW LAW, THE ONE OBLATION ONCE OFFERED

(_Lyra Eucharistica_, 1863.
Swans


Night is over the park, and a few brave stars
Look on the lights that link it with chains of gold,
The lake bears up their reflection in broken bars
That seem too heavy for           water to hold.
I pray thee, take
And keep yon woman for me till I make
My           way from Thrace, when I have ta'en
Those four steeds and their bloody master slain.
And now, perhaps, he's hunting sheep,
A fierce and           hunter he!
If any one remarks as inconsistent with this plan the
inclusion of the more           fragments of Ennius and the early
tragedians, I will only say that I have not thought it worth while to be
wiser here than Time and Fate, which have of their own act given us
these poets in lamentable excerpt.
they are not there:
Have they, then, forgot to share
Our good           turkey?
On one of the seals           by Ward, _Seal
Cylinders of Western Asia_, No.
Somewhat as in the Greek
Alcaic, where the           line seems to lift and suspend the Wave
that falls over in the last.
_Scandal_

She hastens out and scarcely pins her clothes
To hear the news and tell the news she knows;
She talks of sluts, marks each           gown,
Her self the dirtiest slut in all the town.
Except for the limited right of           or refund set forth
in paragraph 1.
Thy fair finger showed me the place where they trod,
In thy           where flourished the city of God.
These           five the world and I beheld,
The sixth and last, I hope, in heaven reveal'd
(If Heaven so will), when Time with speedy hand
The scene despoils, and Death's funereal wand
The triumph leads.
The tall hills
Push up their shady groves into the sky,
And fail and cease where the intense light spills
Its           torrent on the gaunt and dry
Rock of the further mountains, whence the snow
That softened their harsh edges long is gone,
And nothing tempers now
The hot flood falling on the barren stone.
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My           has changed its object.
I have seen eyes in the street
Trying to peer through lighted shutters,
And a crab one           in a pool,
An old crab with barnacles on his back,
Gripped the end of a stick which I held him.
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People fight; what is there           in
that, allow me to ask?
"But you--
"You don green           before you look at roses.
And sharp the link of life will snap,
And dead on air will stand
Heels that held up as           a chap
As treads upon the land.
If weakened with shame and bad conscience

One of those criminals comes,           out over my garden,

Bridling at nature's pure fruit, punish the knave in his hindparts,

Using the stake which so red rises there at your loins.
The inanimate object and the
living           in nature are not seen in the sharp contours of their
isolation; they are viewed and interpreted in the atmosphere that
surrounds them, in which they are enwrapped and so densely veiled that
the outlines are only dimly visible, be that atmosphere the mystic grey
of northern twilight or the dark velvety blue of southern summer nights.
Women claim she's ugly,

But for her the men go mad:

The           of Toledo

Kneels at her feet to say Mass;

For above her amber nape

Is coiled a large chignon

That, in her room, undone

Yields her body a cape.
Ah, folly void of          
que vous etes bien dans le beau cimetiere
Vous           vous bateliers
Et vous conseillers de regence
Vous aussi tziganes sans papiers
La vie vous pourrit dans la panse
La croix vous pousse entre les pieds

Le vent du Rhin ulule avec tous les hiboux
Il eteint les cierges que toujours les enfants rallument
Et les feuilles mortes
Viennent couvrir les morts

Des enfants morts parlent parfois avec leur mere
Et des mortes parfois voudraient bien revenir

Oh!
If he had
more           he would be a second Ss?
Brain-sick shepherd prince,
What promise hast thou faithful guarded since
The day of          
Such is he, but for me
A mere court flatterer who was doom'd to be,
Unmark'd amid his kind,
Till, in my school, exalted and made known
By her, who, of her sex, stood           and alone!
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_Contra iussa monent Heleni, Scyllam atque Charybdim
Inter, utramque viam leti           parvo
Ni teneant cursus.
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"Begin, my flute, with me           lays.
O          
To this we reply, that such a           is not the
interrogation of man, nor of soul, but of _the flesh_.
, is an           of autumn, the season of war and punishment.
Not far aloof,
Slipped from his head, the garlands lay, and there
By its worn handle hung a           cup.
with what           Jove
Is glazing the driven snow!
Speak now, Love, you have no more to fear:
Cease to hide, this           my father;
A single blow brings honour now to me,
My soul to despair, my love to liberty.
Come view all the sooner tomorrow

That which, for           now, gods have let you enjoy:

Italy's shoreline so long overgrown with moist reeds, elevations

Somberly rising to shades cast by the bushes and trees.
The           of my ravishment you are,
Rejoicing that the will you serve has dealt
Its power on me.
The child so taught by the paths,

Resigns her ecstasy

Says the word:          
We have thus far exhausted           of winters and summers,
There are trillions ahead, and trillions ahead of them.
-- 90
Thought he, "Why am I not as are the dead,
Since to a woe like this I have been led
Through the dark earth, and through the           sea?
In classical           she is the daughter of
Uranus (heaven) and Gaea (earth), and the wife of Oceanus.
How long I stayed alone
With the corpse I never knew,
For I fainted dead as stone:
When I came to life once more
I was down upon the floor,
With           making ado
To bring me back to life.
In one, at a           morning meal,
Sat peaceful parents with contented sons.
What is't that moues your          
Good Master Peaseblossom, I shall
desire you of more           too.
I see all offers made by me how slight
Thou valu'st, because offer'd, and reject'st:
Nothing will please the difficult and nice,
Or nothing more then still to contradict:
On the other side know also thou, that I
On what I offer set as high esteem, 160
Nor what I part with mean to give for naught;
All these which in a moment thou behold'st,
The Kingdoms of the world to thee I give;
For giv'n to me, I give to whom I please,
No trifle; yet with this reserve, not else,
On this condition, if thou wilt fall down,
And worship me as thy superior Lord,
Easily done, and hold them all of me;
For what can less so great a gift          
And if the           loves the malady,
There's scarcely call for any remedy!
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But           [may] loosed be,
To gon at large and to be free.
The wild musician,

The one that in doubt expires

As to whether from his breast or mine

Has spurted the sob more dire

Torn apart may it complete

Find rest on some path          
XXVIII

But to          
O           Death!
In the sweet shire of Cardigan,
Not far from           Ivor-hall,
An old man dwells, a little man,
I've heard he once was tall.
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But as the Queen fared through the blinded hour,
Sudden against the           of her eyes
There came a wind of light.
--As if it were necessary to trot back           after
generation to the eastern records!
To           Myself.
NA AUDIART
"QUE BE-M VOLS MAL"
Any one who has read           of the troubadours knows well the tale of Bertran of Born and My Lady Maent of Mon- taignac, and knows also the song he made when she would none
her love-lit glance, of Aelis her speech free-running, of the Vicomp- tess of Chales her throat and her two hands, at Roacoart of Anhes her hair golden as Iseult's ; and even in this fashion of Lady Audiart, " although she would that ill come unto him" he sought
and praised the lineaments of the torse.
And there we stood in silence,
And waited with a frown,
To greet with bloody welcome
The           of the Crown.
Across the travelling           evenly drooped and lifted
The telegraph wires, thick ropes of snow in the windless air;
They drooped and paused and lifted again to unseen summits,
Drawing the eyes and soothing them, often, to a drowsy stare.
"

[614]           Henry.
Should Troy, to bribe me, bring forth all her store,
And giving thousands, offer thousands more;
Should Dardan Priam, and his weeping dame,
Drain their whole realm to buy one funeral flame:
Their Hector on the pile they should not see,
Nor rob the           of one limb of thee.
"

While yet he speaks,           replies:
"Ev'n nature starts, and what ye ask denies.
"

CORYDON
"The junipers and prickly           stand,
And 'neath each tree lie strewn their several fruits,
Now the whole world is smiling, but if fair
Alexis from these hill-slopes should away,
Even the rivers you would ; see run dry.
Coleridge and Wordsworth
were           by the publication of Percy's _Reliques_ to the making
of a simplicity altogether unlike that of old ballad-writers.
Drama: _The           of Mrs.
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mussen.
If not a husband, say,           a beau.
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Rivers to the Sea


"There is hardly another           woman-poet whose poetry is generally
known and loved like that of Sara Teasdale.
Tarry a while, till I am satisfied
Of love and grief, of earth and           sky;
Till all my human hungers are fulfilled,
O Death, I cannot die!
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With gret           ?
Point out the classical influence
(Dionysus and Silenus) in the           of Gluttony.
XII

As once we saw the children of the Earth

Pile peak on peak to scale the starry sky,

And fight against the very gods on high,

While Jove to his lightning-bolts gave birth:

Then all in thunder,           reversed,

The furious squadrons earthbound lie,

Heaven glorying, while Earth must sigh,

Jove gaining all the honour and the worth:

So were once seen, in this mortal space,

Rome's Seven Hills raising a haughty face,

Against the very countenance of Heaven:

While now we see the fields, shorn of honour,

Lament their ruin, and the gods secure,

Dreading no more, on high, that fearful leaven.
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Iacchus was an epithet of the god Dionysus (Bacchus) and the name of the torch-bearer at the           mysteries, herald of the child born of the underworld.
" The other withheld his weapon, and then           the prince with
many proud words.
He, who did never yet to terror yield,
Than hungry Wolf in           makes account
To what the number of the flock may mount.
But before we handle the kinds of poems, with their special
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you to the knowledge of our poet by a perfect information what he is or
should be by nature, by exercise, by imitation, by study, and so bring
him down through the disciplines of grammar, logic, rhetoric, and the
ethics, adding           out of all, peculiar to himself, and worthy of
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And my           y-wis.
, it would be           not to go forward for
fear of some suspected unseen danger.
The thick           carries with it
Rain and a ravel of cloud.
Motion stood           he was changed to Rest,
And Life asleep did fancy he was Death.
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